In the old, run-down bar, Cao Xu sat in a corner sipping his drink. Truthfully, ever since he went into hiding and started planning out Nie Yan’s assassination, he already knew his fate. Because as long as he was alive, World Bloc, the Dragonsoar Financial Group, and Glory Financial Group wouldn’t be able to rest easy. However, even if all that awaited him was death, he refused to die a lowly death. He was still Cao Xu!

So, Cao Xu spent the entire ¥30 billion he made from selling his shares in the Century Financial Group on assassinating Nie Yan. He didn’t leave a cent behind for himself. ¥10 billion was revealed out in the open while the remaining ¥20 billion was in a notary office. So long as Nie Yan died, all of it would be transferred to the bank account of whoever killed him.

Cao Xu quietly drank his beer, a trace of spiciness flowing down his throat. He had to admit. Even if he killed Nie Yan, he had still lost. That little bit of dissatisfaction would never leave his heart.

The bustling of the bar seemed to have nothing to do with...